Chapter 9 - First Party

After a few hours... 

In the evening, Lu Mei called me and asked me to go to the company, so I put on some clothes and called a taxi to go. 

I noticed that I had only a little money left, so if I didn't succeed in the music business, I would have to look for work, or I wouldn't be able to pay the rent. 

I finally arrived. I went to the secretary I know and asked her to tell the boss that I was there. 

After waiting for a few minutes, I finally reached her office and knocked on the door.

"Come in," I heard a voice from inside.

I entered and saw her sitting with a secretary I didn't know.

"I finally came; Ming this is the composer of the song for today's party. His name is Allen, and Allen, this Ming is my assistant in the company."

"Welcome, Mrs. Ming," I greeted politely.

"Hello Mr. Allen, I have heard about your talent in songwriting. I hope your song is a success at today's concert," she replied respectfully. 

"Mrs. Li Mi, what party are you talking about? I've never heard of anything like that," I said in surprise.

"Well, if we want to showcase your song in the best way and make a reputation for yourself, it would be best to perform the song on stage in front of the audience. I have invited you today to watch the concert. Since the song is my composition, you should be present," she said calmly.

"As you say," I said calmly, not caring that she said the song was composed by me. I will not deny that it is not composed by me, because even if the author does not exist in this world, it is also theft, and I will not deny that, but I do not care, even if it is theft, because this is something necessary for my future. 

I am the type who admits his mistakes, and the people I hate most are not criminals but hypocrites who do something and deny it or try to justify it, like a person who betrays his family because he did not have a family or a girl who betrays her husband because he neglects her. It is a disgusting excuse. If he does not care about you, you can divorce him or tell him. This is not an excuse for betrayal and other cases. The problem is that people in my previous life began to excuse that traitor and find that she was not wrong. 

I woke up from my thoughts and said, "Sorry, I was distracted thinking about the party we can go to." I said and got out of my thoughts about what happened to one of my friends. 

After a quarter of a yard, we arrived at the party venue. The place seemed spacious and there were a lot of fans. There was a picture of the singer and the singer everywhere. I went with Lu Mei to the VIP venue where we met some influential people in the city. It seemed that she had a lot of power in the Lu Mei family for all these people to come. 

 

Some people looked at me curiously but no one came forward to ask me, maybe because I was wearing ordinary clothes. Yes, they were ordinary. One gold coin was worth nothing here compared to these rich people, where the cheapest piece of clothing cost a hundred gold coins. These expensive clothes were made from monster hides, which had high durability and could resist weak attacks. 

After greeting some people, we went to a private room overlooking the stage. After five minutes of waiting, we saw the singer and the singer go up to the stage, followed by some assistants. It seemed that she was famous here, as the audience was very excited. 

"Then start" 

"Marry me." 

"Come on goddess" 

"Your idol is here" 

"....." 

"Hello, everyone; this is Yu Qing and Li Feng. Today we have a new song from a new composer. This will be his first performance of his songs, and I can guarantee the quality of the song. Well, it seems I've talked too long. Let's begin," Yu Qing said excitedly. 

Everyone fell silent when she started speaking as if they didn't want to miss the chance to hear her voice. I have to admit that she looks pretty with her pink hair and eyes and jade-like face. The other singer isn't bad as there are a lot of fans. 

And the song began.

"I'm sorry but I don't want to talk....." until the end of the song 

When the song ended, the audience started celebrating like crazy. 

"What is this song?" one of the people asked in astonishment. 

"Who designed it? Is it Mo Nan?" someone asked. 

"You idiot, did you forget that she said he was a new person and this was his first song?" he replied. 

"Oh yeah, you're right, we forgot," said another. 

"This is the first time I've heard such a beautiful song. I feel like we were listening to shit." 

"You're right. I probably won't listen to any song, but this one from now on," said the other.

"I agree with you; after hearing this song, I will not attend any more concerts."

"Are you exaggerating a bit?" said another.

"Shut up you don't know anything about music this song is a masterpiece and I mean look over there" he pointed towards 

Everyone looked where he was pointing and saw a girl crying. 

"Oh, I didn't expect anyone to cry. It seems that she's not the only one. There is more than one girl, but why are only the girls crying?" someone asked. 

"Well, because the song is about a girl, maybe," one of them said. 

"By the way, didn't you say that this is the new composer's first song? This means that he might compose another song later," someone suddenly said.

"You're right, I'll wait for his next song. If it's as good as this one, I'll be a loyal follower." 

"We are all with you." 

"Hey, Ms. Yu Cheng, tell us who composed this song." Someone suddenly shouted. The rest of the audience heard that and fell silent, waiting for Yu Cheng's answer because they were curious as well. 

When Yu Qing heard that, she looked at one of the rooms above. 

And after a while 

"Quiet," Qing Yu said.

After their silence, she said: "The author apologizes for not being able to see everyone, but I can tell that he is a male and his name is Allen." 

"Alen?" one of the audience members said in surprise.

"Why doesn't he mention his family name?" 

"You idiot, he doesn't show up in person, it's clear that he doesn't want people to know him, so it's only natural that he mentions his name." 

"Oh, you're right, but why doesn't he show up?"

"Is he ugly?" one of them said.

"What's it to you if he's ugly or not? Maybe he doesn't like fame. He's not the first person to refuse to appear and reveal himself to the public," a girl replied annoyed.

"Yes, you're right. Not everyone likes the celebrity life, and someone with his genius will become famous," the other replied.